Blushing Cupcakes

Love

I'm gonna die over it, or die because of it.

The Final Stretch

This is it.

The final stretch.

I can't wait to see the sunflowers bloom along the university avenue.

I can't wait to attend the gala at the amphitheater.

I can't wait to leave the halls of maroon and green.

It was full of regrets but I rather leave it as it is.

It's just too bad I didn't live it to the fullest.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Life is not about the past.

It's about looking forward and face the new challenges that's ahead of us.

Tomorrow's the first of the last.

This it it.

Finally.

Light at the End of the Tunnel

I passed PA 143, the so-called most dreaded subject in our college. Tres is not bad, since the only choices are 2.75, 3.00, and 4.00.

Escape

A busy October kept me from posting an entry here in my blog. Thirty minutes to 3 hours of sleep everyday, overnights in my room for thesis and other academic stuff must be blamed for this (just kidding).

Thank God I'm done with schoolwork for this semester. I'm done with the "BK Timog" moments and overstaying in our library's discussion rooms. Enough with the rants on my thesismates. Enough with the sleepless nights and sleepy days. I hope my efforts will reflect positively on my grading sheets. But the important thing is, semestral break na.

First thing to do: clean my room. My room became a hotel for some "studious" public administration students cramming for their theses and feasibility studies (refer to the previous post). My room served as a dining room, discussion room, internet cafe, sleeping room, sala, name it. So I spent my first day of sembreak cleaning my room, arranging the readings I collected and read (yes, I did read those), and fixing my stuff.

What I'm looking forward for this sembreak is the CMT retreat in Tagaytay. At last, I can breath fresh air, contemplate, and have fun as well. I want to assess myself if I am really heading towards my goal (wait, what goal?).

Sana this sembreak would be a real break for me, like an escape from reality. Or rather, a break that's like an eternity.

Of Cartoons and Journeys

"The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are." - Dora the Explorer.

"I like dead end signs, I think they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere." -Bugs Bunny

Featured: Table for One

It's been a week since my last post. I was too busy to update myself here. Our router is broken so we can't use the internet with our laptops at the same time. Now I'm just waiting for my turn to use the internet, and I decided to write something for this revived-again-blog.

I found an article that I really like. It's very...yun. Basta It's nice and to those who can relate, cheers. Haha! Here it is. It's written by a guy named Patrick. I found this in a lifestyle site. Just ask me for the link. It's entitled "Table for One".

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For me, every year it comes, always the same. It’s still cold during February but it seems it feels a lot colder than December.

What it’s like to be single? It’s a roller coaster ride of solitude when I sit in a bunch of happy couples at school, church, restaurants, annoyance at being asked for the Nth time why I don’t have a girlfriend yet, contentment from the freedom to travel at the spur of the moment, and grief over the unmet expectations for this phase of my life.

Just by walking at school or in the mall, my sense of sight radars in on couples that are a bit close to each other, unintentionally taunting myself. All I can do is to breathe a heavy sigh, realizing I’m alone. The feeling of loneliness stings me when I don’t have anyone to be with, even to talk with, when Valentine’s Day is just a few days away. It’s kind of depressing. What makes the other couples happy is what makes me suffer in agony.

I always muse over what I had before. Everything was lighter and easier to stomach. The thought of having to share some stories, a few laughs and knowing that there’s a person who cares as much as you do. Now, it’s gone and it seems it doesn’t want to return. I’ve already gotten used to it but still the memories are still there. Thoughts will come about what could have transpired. But it will just remain a thought. It’s always been the case since last February and it has never changed.

What brought me into this situation in the first place? Probably, I haven’t met a lot of people besides my classmates because I’m too focused on school and have a short time for socializing. Can anyone blame me for this feeling, when I’ve been waiting and waiting… and waiting for something that doesn’t seem to want to knock on my door?

Out of all the special days, Valentine’s day is probably the loneliest. The atmosphere of the love month is everywhere, from stores to malls, probably saying it’s not the right time to be alone and yet I am. At the end of the day I realize that genuine fulfillment is not always found in the arms of the “Ideal Girl” but in making the most of whatever God has given us even if it’s a table for one.
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The Second to the Last Leg of Student Life

Eighty six thousand four hundred minutes... Eighty six thousand four hundred moments so dear?

Time flies very fast. I only have at least 2 months to finish my requirements for this semester. I need to make a thesis proposal, a feasibility study, a policy paper, and a technical report. Aside from that, I need to make plans for our yearbook design and layout (since I was tasked to be the layout editor) and fulfill some org stuff and responsibilities.

I only have eighty six thousand four hundred minutes left. I need to accomplish these things asap, but of course with my utmost excellence, para masaya ang semestral break. There's no room for petiks and procrastination (ang corny sinabi ko yung title). There's no reason to be pugo (Castillo, 2009). The goal here is to march on April 2010, and it must be realised.

Enough with Farmville.
Enough with Facebook.
Enough with Multiply.
Enough with Friendster (matagal ng "enough").
Say hello to gov.ph
Say hello to Proquest.
Say hello to RRLs.

I'm almost there. One (and a half) leg to go.

Featured: Defining Smart Casual

This is a repost taken from my multiply blog. I found this article very interesting 'cause madalas na attire yung smart casual at palagi akong overdressed relative sa mga kasama ko. Anyway, I just got this article from somewhere.

“Smart Casual” just means dress to look smart and respectable, even if you’re not the sharpest tool in the shed. Note the term isn’t “geek casual”, so looking smart does not translate to looking like the Google founders pre-public listing (yes, money buys you your personal stylist). Simply “casual” dress code is another way of saying “dress comfortably”.

Most style guides were written with the U.S. corporate dress code in mind, so you will find that “smart casual” based on these write-ups are typically a sport coat or suit jacket worn over a button down shirt without a tie and paired with jeans or khakis. Yes, that looks cool but it isn’t the most comfortable for our climate. Wear it here and you may find yourself being ushered to the stage and given the microphone when you get to the event you have been invited to. Here’s something that’s more appropriate for the Filipino male.

YOUR SHIRT

Short sleeved or long sleeved shirts are both acceptable. Smart casual dressing typically rules out sport shirts since these are reserved for simply “casual” dressing. The safest is to choose plain colored shirts. If your event is happening during the day, opt for light colored, short sleeved shirts while dark colored and patterned long sleeved shirts are preferred for evening invitations.

“Can’t I wear printed shirts? Traditional shirts make me look so stiff.” Okay, let’s get things straight … stiffness, is not caused by the type of shirt you use. It’s the attitude you project when you’re not comfortable and confident with what you’re wearing. The only way smart “traditional” shirts can make you look stiff is if your maid put too much starch on them. Don’t have time to pick the right pattern? Then a plain black shirt is your safest bet. Tucked or untucked? Your call.YOUR

PANTS

Pants are really simple – unpleated, tailored-fit and no cuffs.

Pleats are out – for now. (If you’re asking why, you’re probably still wearing double-breasted suits.) Pleats, the folds on the front of your pants, were created to provide more flexibility. On the down side, they can make you bulge if your pants don’t fit correctly or if they were not ironed properly. For a neater, slimmer look, unpleated pants are the way to go.

The fit of your pants is critical. If you don’t have custom-tailored pants, invest on some; start with 3 basic colors -- grey, black and navy blue. Tip: Don’t go to your Dad’s tailor.

Cuffs break the length of your pants and can make your legs look shorter. It also takes away from the smooth, clean silhouette that perfect-fitting unpleated pants create. So for us who have been eating Star™ rice and are still taking 1-6-12 vitamins, cuffs off!

For slightly more dressed down events, pairing your shirts with khaki chinos (for daytime) and dark jeans are also acceptable.

YOUR SHOES

Loafers or slip-ons complete your look. Black typically goes well with dark colored pants, while brown loafers pair well with brown slacks, khakis and light grey. This is also a good opportunity to wear your boots; no not the cowboy type.

Pointy, slim shoes compliment your tailored-fit pants. They say you can tell the type of man by his shoes. Don’t worry, wearing a pair of loafers does not make you one.